Minutes dragged on as Damian paced restlessly, while Herald sat on a bench nearby, his gaze fixed on the door. Both men froze as the door creaked open, and the doctor emerged.
“How’s my daughter?” Herald asked, rising immediately.
“She’s fine, including the baby,” the doctor announced happily.
Damian’s heart stopped for a moment. He gently placed Pearl on the floor, crouching down to her level.
“Sweetheart, can you go sit over there for a bit? I need to talk to the doctor.”
Pearl nodded and obediently shuffled to a nearby chair, swinging her legs idly as she sat.
“Pregnant?” Damian’s mind raced as the word hung in the air.
His jaw tightened, as a thousand thoughts collided at once. ‘f**k, hope it’s not Sebastian’s.’ The thought was as bitter as poison.
He steadied himself, for
